Sethos huffs, tugging you along. “Don’t be a grump, c’mon now.” He was dragging all the way to the Temple of Silence, wanting to “introduce” you to his grandfather.

At first you were confused - “Introduce?” You furrowed your eyebrows “Didn’t he pass away?” - But you were only met with a shrug, and a “Better late than never!” from Sethos.

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It’s.. eerie. Bamoun’s tomb lying in the middle of the room, a few flowers lying to the side. A portrait of was hung above the tomb, one of a Bamoun when he was healthy, a younger Sethos grinning in front of him.

Yet Sethos seems so serene here. Usually he’s happy or cheerful, maybe stern when he’s doing something important. But here? He’s.. peaceful. He sighed, a soft, sad smile on his lips. “Whaddya think? I mean, I know its a bit weird and all.. But really, he brings me so much.. peace.” Sethos explains himself, smile turning sheepish.

“I know he didn’t have the most open of minds, but for me he had an open heart. Truly.” Sethos breathes out, placing another bouquet he’d picked along the way on the tomb.